I thought my eyes were stinging
Till I saw a blind man pass,
I thought my legs were aching
Till I saw a cripple there,
I thought that I had nothing
Then a beggar on the street,
Asked me for a penny
That I placed within his hand.
I thought my clothes were tatty
Till I saw a lowly tramp,
Who sheltered from the bitter cold
In nothing more than rags,
I thought that I was hungry
Till I saw him feed upon,
The bread thrown for the pigeons
In the dirty market square.
I complained about the noises
Till I heard a deaf man say,
He longed to hear the songbirds
That did sing upon the bough,
I knew then I was lucky
And so many worse than I,
I thanked the Lord for what I had
Then went upon my way.
You have empathy with those who are less fortunate than yourself. A lovely compassionate write.10, of course. Warm regards, Sandra
a little food for thought here.. So easy it is to overlook the simple pleasures one has.. the saying holds true.. you don't know what you got till it's gone.. A gem of a write Andrew! Wendy
Another poem written by a caring heart, we all take for granted what we have, brilliant write Andy, you make the world brighter, 10 Lynda xx
Nice work mate. We must remember what we have and not what we want. George
A very thought provoking and poignant poem....well written 10+
Andrew! Beautifully written, poignant and touching to the heart. After reading this poem i thought, i'm really grateful for what i've got.. Best wishes! ! *10plus*! ! Friend Thad
Andrew This poem of awareness is not only skilfully written, but also brings awareness to others to really value what they do have. t is also a piece that can be easily remembered, and could be taught to children to give them important values for their future.... Karin Anderson
This is glorious, Andrew. Beautifully delivered, with a profound message. It is certainly chastening to be reminded of those whose impoverished lives make our middle class comfortable ones look like royalty. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reality of the world is well reflected in your poem. Nice to read again a good piece of poem!